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Chapter 126 Randomly met Shang Qing Palace master and disciple! (Ch 126)

Chapter 126 Randomly met Shang Qing Palace master and disciple!

“Junior brother, how about you and I watch the moon tonight?”

Huang Lingshan approached shyly, and her hot breath touched Ye Bufan’s ear, making him feel numb and itchy.

A pair of bare hands reached out, trying to untie the other person’s belt.

Watch the moon?

Are you admiring the moon?

You are greedy for my body!

Ye felt dry-mouthed and eager to make a move.

He is not Liu Xiahui. How could he refuse the little white rabbit that came to his door?

Before he took action, Ye Bufan’s face suddenly turned serious. He picked up the gauze skirt and draped it over Huang Lingshan.

“Senior sister, be careful not to catch a cold.”

She was stunned.

The innocent face turned pale, and then red with anger.

She had been stripped of all her clothes, but this man remained indifferent, which was an insult to her.

Just at this moment.

She saw a woman standing on the second floor of the small building in the courtyard, staring at her.

The woman was of ordinary appearance, not as good as her.

“Junior Brother Ye has a beautiful girl in his house? She looks just average.”

Huang Lingshan understood, put on her gauze skirt, and smiled foolishly at Ye Bufan.

“Junior Brother Ye, I’ll find you tomorrow.”

After saying that, she left gracefully.

“You are so lucky, why don’t you take her down?”

Yan Ruyu said calmly.

Ye Bufan floated up to the second floor, coughed twice, and hugged the other’s slender waist: “She can’t compare to you.”

“Really? I saw you were a little moved just now.”

Yan Ruyu’s eyes turned red, and she angrily stretched out her fist, ready to hit him.

Ye Bufan made a lightning-fast move, grabbed Xiu’s fist, pried open her jade fingers, and picked out a thin needle.

“You pretend to be quite similar, but it’s a pity that you are not her.”

He narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and patted Yan Ruyu’s round buttocks, making a crisp sound.

Yan Ruyu only felt a tingling sensation, and a strange feeling came over her. Her face turned red, and her big eyes almost spit fire: “You little brat! Where are you putting your dirty hands?!”

Ye Bufan shrugged, hugged him around the waist, and used his powerful magic power to suppress his golden elixir.

He ignored Yan Ruyu’s scratching, strode into the guest room, and threw her on the bed.

With a “ripping” sound.

Pulling off the hem of her skirt, she said, “I have to teach you a lesson today so that you don’t show up again.”

“I’ll tie your hair into two ponytails.”

“I wonder if Her Majesty has ever tried the stroller style.”

A moment.

Amidst the cries of shame and anger, Ye tried his best and used all his skills.

The whole building was shaking.

A glow appeared on the little green radish’s cheeks. Then, she curiously went up to the second floor, lay at the window, and opened a crack.

When I looked inside, my eyes widened.

Until noon the next day.

The noise in the small building finally quieted down. Yan Ruyu’s face turned pale, and she limped out of the guest room with her long, round legs.

She stumbled and fell forward, with a large hand wrapping around her slender waist.

“It’s all your fault. Don’t touch me anymore.”

Yan Ruyu clenched her teeth. She had just woken up and found herself being whipped by this man and was about to fall apart.

Ye Bufan laughed dryly.

He used to hold back, but today he really put in some effort.

But the effect is very good.

Presumably, the consciousness of the previous life has been traumatized and will not recover within a few months.

“Let’s go to Guyun City.”

Ye Bufan packed up everything, left Courtyard No. 1 with Yan Ruyu and Luoluo, and quietly fled towards the outside of the Demonic Cult.

Not long after he left.

Huang Lingshan came to the gate of the courtyard again and whispered a few times, but heard no response.

“Where are the people?!”

Anxiety appeared in a pair of bright eyes, and the innocent face turned pale and blue, and she couldn’t help stamping her feet.

Her master ordered her to go to Guyun City, and she had no time left.

I came twice more in the evening, but there was still no response from Courtyard No. 1.

Huang Lingshan was distraught and had to rush to Guyun City.

With her, there were hundreds of foundation-building cultivators, including Zhao Shusheng, Du Tie and others, with whom Ye Bufan had a good relationship.

And after Ye Bufan left.

The figure of the Demon Lord appeared at the Demon Sword Peak, standing in the void, looking at Courtyard No. 1.

After pondering for a long time, he turned and left.

Above a large river, a huge golden sword flew towards Guyun City.

The red-feathered bird was like a fish entering the sea, feeling extremely happy.

“Little brother, are you interested in doing something big with me?”

The red-haired bird looked at Ye Bufan who was sitting cross-legged on the tip of the sword, its eyes rolled and it laughed.

In the past half month, its cultivation has recovered to the peak of the third level.

That is the great perfection of the golden elixir.

“Not interested.”

Ye Bufan didn’t even raise his eyelids.

“Now the attention of the monsters in Wan Yao Mountain is all on Zhao State, so their rear must be empty. Why don’t you join me in looting?”

“You will have hope of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in the future!”

The red-feathered bird patiently and gently persuaded and seduced.

No matter how it tried to persuade him, the man in front of it was like a stone, not moving at all.

“You are such a coward! Fortune and wealth come from risk! If you don’t go, I will!”

The red-feathered bird hummed twice, spread its wings and flew away into the distance.

Ye Bufan was too lazy to care about it.

He traveled about a thousand miles on the flying sword.

I met a man in green clothes who was in the early stage of Jindan, about thirty years old, and seemed to be from Shangqing Palace.

Next to him was a young man who was in the foundation-building stage, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

“Fellow Daoist, are you going to Guyun City? How about we travel together? In order to avoid being attacked by the monsters lurking in Zhao State.”

The man in green laughed loudly.

Although the third-level monster cannot transform, it already has some intelligence.

In the past few months, they have sneaked in from time to time, specifically to hunt down lone Jindan Zhenren, or to cause sabotage in the rear of the human race.

Seeing this, Yan Ruyu and Luoluo subconsciously leaned towards Ye Bufan.

“Daoyou, just come up.”

Ye Bufan smiled. At this moment, he was dressed in white and looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar. He showed the cultivation level of the early stage of Golden Core. His aura was upright and had nothing to do with the devil.

The man in green brought the young man to the golden sword.

“Qi Shu, meet the senior.”

The young man hurriedly saluted Ye Bufan, then looked at the three people curiously. When he saw the two female cultivators Yan Ruyu and Luoluo, his face turned red and he hurriedly lowered his head.

This made Yan Ruyu and the others less vigilant.

One big and one small, obviously master and apprentice.

Later Ye Bufan found out.

The man in green is named Jiang Huozhen, also known as Master Huoqing. He has been in seclusion for many years and has just broken through to the golden elixir stage. He is from the same clan as Master Jianhe.

The person beside him was his disciple, who was only at the first level of foundation building.

“Which faction are you the elder of, fellow Daoist?”

Master Huo Qing smiled and asked, “I see that you have a long-lasting Qi and a solid magical power. I’m afraid you have been in the Golden Elixir stage for at least ten years.”

“My surname is Chen, and I am the ancestor of a small tribe on the border. I have been in seclusion for many years, but was summoned by the two giants of good and evil. I have no choice.”

Ye Bufan smiled bitterly.

Master Huo Qing also sighed: “The Yuanying Zhenjun above has spoken, there is nothing I can do. I am a weapon refiner in Shangqing Palace, and I lack fighting skills, so I was summoned here.”

As if they were in the same boat, the two of them had a pleasant conversation along the way.

Before long, they became close friends.

During this period, Master Huo Qing invited Ye Bufan to join forces to kill the monster.

The latter agreed repeatedly.

The flying sword passed through a large canyon, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.

Master Huo Qing’s eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: “Brother Chen, my disciple has been stuck in the first level of foundation building for a long time and has never been able to break through. This time I brought him here to experience some training. If he encounters danger, Brother Chen, please help him if you see him, haha.”

“Of course, your disciple has great talent. With time, he will be able to achieve the Golden Elixir.”

Ye Bufan laughed and handed over a few second-level talismans: “These are some small things for your disciple. It can be regarded as a good relationship.”

“Why don’t you thank your Uncle Chen quickly?”

Master Huo Qing patted the young man on the forehead and scolded him with a smile.

“Thank…thank you very much, Uncle Chen.”

The young man’s face flushed, he hurriedly walked forward, took the talisman, and carefully put it in his arms.

“No need to be polite. How long have you been stuck in this state?”

Ye Bufan said with a smile.

“A year and a half.”

“A year and a half? Not really.”

Ye Bufan narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile: “More than a hundred years is about right.”

The boy’s body stiffened slightly.


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When I get old, the beautiful witch uses me as a cauldron!

When I get old, the beautiful witch uses me as a cauldron!

人到晚年,绝美魔女拿我当炉鼎!
Status: Ongoing Type: Released: 2025 Native Language: chinesse
[Cultivation + Side Effects Amplification + Old Six + System + Black-bellied] Ye Bufan wore a world of cultivation and became a small casual cultivator in Zhao State. He had a low-grade Yang spiritual root. He thought he had a chance to become an immortal, but he practiced diligently for a hundred years and failed to build a foundation until his old age. Seeing that cultivation was hopeless, he had to marry a wife and spend his old age while he could still live for a few years. Unexpectedly, he was captured by the beautiful witch of the Heavenly Demon Sect and used as a furnace. He was also asked to practice the magic of reducing life . Ye Bufan was numb. Fortunately, he awakened the negative reversal system. It can turn negative into positive and reverse the side effects of any skills, spells, and pills. [Blood Spirit Skill: Advanced skills, quickly improve cultivation. Side effects: practice once, reduce life by ten days. ] [Reverse side effects, practice once, increase life by ten days! ] After breaking through the foundation, the beautiful witch looked at the skills, then looked at Ye Bufan's black and shiny hair, and fell into confusion. The old ancestor of the Heavenly Demon: "Ye Bufan, the Heavenly Demon Art has great side effects. You need to endure the pain of bone erosion every day, and the more you practice, the slower you will be... What? You feel very comfortable practicing, and the more you practice, the faster you will be?! This is not scientific!" The Divine Calculation: "The way of calculation and deduction goes against the will of heaven. Every calculation will shorten your life and suffer heavenly punishment... What? How come your life span is infinite? And you are blessed by heaven every day?" The Great Power of Crossing the Tribulation: "You have a dull aptitude. Don't practice the magic art that will reduce your aptitude when you break through the realm... What? How did your aptitude rise to the level of an immortal?!" Specializing in magic art, one year to become a god, ten years to become a great master, and a hundred years to become an immortal. ...

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